"Doctor, is he okay?" Violet glanced at the less painful man who didn’t frown and then asked.
The doctor closed his medicine box and said, "He's okay. After finishing the infusion, his fever will
almost go away. Let him rest. I think he is a little weak and hasn’t rested much recently. Besides, it’s
cold outside, so he has a fever."
Didn't rest much?
Violet's eyes flashed.
It turned out that it was not just herself who didn’t have a good rest. He hadn't taken a good rest either.
After all, no matter who encountered such a thing, they couldn't sleep well in peace of mind.
"I see. Thank you, doctor." Violet forced a smile and walked the doctor out.
After that, she returned to the bedroom.
The two children were taking off their shoes and crawling onto the bed.
Seeing this, Violet quickly put a finger against to her lips, "You two behave well. Don't disturb Uncle
Murphy. He’s sick, and has to take a good rest."
"I see. We won't disturb him. We just want to take a look." Arya sat beside Stanley, staring at Stanley's
face and replied.
Violet smiled, "Well, come out in a while. Don't disturb Uncle Murphy's rest. I have to wash the dishes."
"Yeah." The two children nodded together.
Violet went to the kitchen.
When she finished washing the dishes and came out, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
When it was time for the two children to go to bed, seeing that they had not come out of the bedroom,
Violet planned to call them out for a bath.
Unexpectedly, when she opened the door and went in, she saw that the two children were already lying
obediently beside Stanley and fell asleep. Their sleeping faces were very cute.
Violet looked at this scene and felt so soft.
But soon, she felt sorry again.
Neither of her children was actually Stanley’s.
Sighing slightly, Violet didn't wake up the two children. She just let them sleep here.
Anyway, Stanley would definitely sleep until the next day. She didn't worry that the two children would
disturb him when they fell asleep.
So Violet gently closed the door, walked out, and slept in the room of the two children all night.
When Stanley woke up the next day, he saw a lovely face.
It was Arya.
Seeing him wake up, Arya jumped out of bed in surprise, ran out of the room, and shouted as she ran,
"Mommy, Uncle Murphy is awake."
When Stanley heard Arya call him Uncle Murphy, the gentleness in his eyes completely disappeared.
He was flustered instead.
After Calvin, Arya now also called him Uncle Murphy.
He... really hurt the three of them.
Stanley pursed his lips. There was a lonely and depressed breath exuding from him.
"Wake up?" Suddenly, Violet's voice came from behind.
Stanley sat up and turned his head to look.
Violet brought in a water glass and the two children also followed in.
"Are you still dizzy?" She asked Stanley while passing over the water glass.
Stanley took the water glass and shook his head. His voice was hoarse, "A little."
"Drink some water." Violet reminded.
Stanley gave a hmm, raised his head and drank a few sips of water.
The water was warm, with a little salty taste.
Stanley looked at her in confusion.
Violet explained, “After the high fever, you will definitely dehydrate. I put some salt in it, which is good
for you.”
Stanley nodded, "Thank you."
"You’re welcome." Violet took over the water glass, "In the morning, I already called Fraser. He will
come to pick you up in a while. Get up to freshen up yourself and eat breakfast first, and then take your
medicine after breakfast."
After speaking, Violet went out with the water glass.
The two children didn’t follow her out, but stood by the bed and looked at him together.
Stanley looked at the two children, feeling very uncomfortable.
If it was in the past, the two children would rush over enthusiastically and let him hug whenever they
saw him, especially Arya.
But now, Arya just stood here, and even called him Uncle Murphy.
This made Stanley feel so upset.
"You..." Stanley's throat moved. He wanted to say something.
Calvin held Arya's hand and spoke first, "Uncle Murphy, get up quickly. The breakfast is going to be
cold."
Then, he took Arya out.
Stanley looked at the backs of the two children, with mocking smile on his face.
Now his wife alienated him, and the two children were not close to him. He seemed like so lonely.
He asked for it!
Stanley leaned on the bed, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose.
After a while, he opened his eyes again. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
No matter what, he must ask Violet to forgive him and let the three of them go back with him.
Stanley lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and walked out of the bedroom.
Violet was sitting at the dining table and taking care of the two children for breakfast. When she saw
him coming out, she pointed to the bathroom, "All the toiletries are in it. You can just go in directly."
Stanley gave a hmm and walked towards the bathroom.
Violet stopped looking at him, turned her gaze back, and continued to urge the two children to have
breakfast.
By the time Stanley finished washing, the two children had finished breakfast.
Violet picked up their little schoolbags, helped them to put on, and then took a look at the time.
She was wondering why Jessie hadn’t come yet, then the doorbell rang.
"It should be Jessie. Go." Violet took the two children and walked towards the door.
Stanley hesitated and followed.
Hearing his footsteps, Violet knew that he was also coming over. But she just ignored him.
The door was opened. Jessie stood outside, "Hi, good morning."
"Morning." Violet greeted with a smile back.
The two children also greeted Jessie sweetly.
Jessie touched the foreheads of the two children, only to see that there was another person behind
Violet. Then she asked in surprise, "Mr. Murphy?"
Stanley nodded slightly as a response.
Jessie looked at him suspiciously, then at Violet, "Violet, did you and Mr. Murphy get back together?"
"No." Violet directly shook her head and replied.
Stanley's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he didn't refute it.
After all, they really didn’t get back together.
"Then why are you..." Jessie pointed at them two, still wanting to ask some questions.
Violet pushed the two children into Jessie’s arms, "Well, it's getting late. They will be late for school.
Jessie, thank you so much today. I will go to the company later."
"Okay." Jessie nodded and took the two children towards the elevator.
Violet closed the door.
Stanley asked, "Are you busy today?"
"Yeah, the international competition is about to start in one week. I'm going to Design Association for a
meeting, so I don't have time to drive the two children to school. I asked Jessie for help." Violet
explained quietly.
Stanley didn't ask anymore.
Violet walked to the dining table and began to clean up the dishes for herself and the two children. "Mr.
Murphy, your breakfast is here. You haven't eaten it. You can eat it first."
"What did you call me?" Stanley said in a harsh voice.
Violet lowered her eyes and repeated, "Mr. Murphy!"
"I'm your husband." Stanley pursed his thin lips and looked at her, feeling unhappy.
He was her husband, but she called him so politely and was so alienated to him.
Violet put down the dishes and looked at him calmly, "You won't be my husband soon. I left a new
divorce agreement for you in the villa room. I think you should have seen it. Even if you didn't see it,
Bella should also tell you."
"I tore it." Stanley spit out these three words in a calm voice.
Violet frowned, "Why bother? Since we have come to this point, I don't think there is another way apart
from divorce."
"No. I know that my previous mistake made you sad. There is nothing wrong with you asking for a
divorce, but now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up. Why do you still insist on divorcing?"
Stanley clenched his fists. He couldn’t figure it out.
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